<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Study on Costa Life &amp; Tech Lab</title><link>https://n.cqs.es/en/tags/study/</link><description>Recent content in Study on Costa Life &amp; Tech Lab</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 23 Sep 2018 09:09:22 +0800</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://n.cqs.es/en/tags/study/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Sep 23, 2018</title><link>https://n.cqs.es/en/posts/2019/2019-aa/</link><pubDate>Sun, 23 Sep 2018 09:09:22 +0800</pubDate><guid>https://n.cqs.es/en/posts/2019/2019-aa/</guid><description>&lt;p>If university is a train journey, then as a senior, I&amp;rsquo;m probably nearing my stop.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>This journey is long, spending four years of your life; this journey is also short, repeating between teaching buildings and dormitories.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Perhaps I haven&amp;rsquo;t moved forward at all, but have repeated one day after another. I always wonder what I have gained, what I have possessed in this journey. I think, maybe I have gained some people who love me, and I have also obtained a degree that is not very useful.&lt;/p></description></item></channel></rss>